Recollections of a Mad Woman
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It was after Charms, and I had fallen behind the stampede of students on the way to lunch. Luckily I wasn't the only one. I will never forget the day I first saw Frank's face: it was short, full in the cheeks, pink lips. Upon closer inspection, hazel eyes. He smiled. Love: I'll never forget the feeling..
I became an auror, still next to Frank. We wanted to serve and help the people in their time of need. Among thirty-eight others, and it was just me and Frank. Never, I told myself, forget.
Months later, I became a mother. I watched my stomach grow; so did Lily's. She had finally gone to James after all those years of fighting. She told me she liked the name Harry. I secretly thought it to be very common, forgetful. I later decided on Neville. I hope Neville and Harry are the best of friends.
Neville was born July 30th, my little, red, chubby summer baby. My beautiful little baby boy. Frank says he looks just like me.
Lily and James dead, would be something to never be forgotten. More surprising was the survival of Harry. Sirius betrayed us; a death eater in disguise. We all felt sorry for him because his family disowned him, but he believes in everything they do. Bastard.
Weeks later, a knock on the door. Little Barty Crouch-just like his father, always wanting power and attention-and a dark haired couple. They pulled out their wands, and the pain. Forever it seemed…
White, so white.
Man. short face.
Women
Green
Dress
Boy. Beautiful boy. Neville